The New Guy

Natsuya's POV:

My name is Natsuya. I'm your typical fourteen year old guy. I'm not a trainer, like my father. Not a breeder, like my mother. I'm a pokemon ranger; In training, may I add. I've just moved from the small 'Renbow Rainger Academy' to Mitonga Island's 'Advanced Ranger Academy'. Nice, I must have talent.

I received a scholarship last year, much to my parents amazement. I'm not that smart, if i'm honest. I excell in mathematics and I'm a decent student. Though, that's about it.

"Students, this is Natsuya Hiiragi. He's new to Mitonga, so be helpful and kind towards him," A slender young woman introduced me to a class of around twenty-five teenagers. She then ushered me to take the only empty seat. I found myself beside a brunette girl. She had short hair. She didn't speak a word.
"Hey," I smiled. "What's your name?" I asked. Innocent enough.
"Minami." She replied. She didn't turn to face me. "Pichu!" She called.
Surely enough, the unevolved pokemon skipped towards her, smiling.
"Pich pichu pi chu!" I squealed. The electric mouse jumped onto her lap.
The girl scooped the creature into her arms and walked away. The other rangers were also making their way outside. I decided to stay close to Minami. She seemed a little hesitant around me, oh well. I expected that; I'm new. For all she knew, I could be a stalker. Too bad.

I caught up to Minami.
"Uh, hey, where are we supposed to be going?" I asked, confused.
"We're going on a partner capture. Go find a partner," She ordered.
"What about you?" I was completely confused.
"I work alone," She explained, monotone. "Always." She confirmed.
"Well then, today you won't be alone!" I chirped. I sounded a little high-pitched for my age.
She glared at me slightly.
"Go away," She murmured. "I work alone."

I ended up working with a girl named Akira. She stared at me a lot - the complete opposite to what Minami did, much to my new found disapointment.
"So, um, are you friends with Minami then?" I tried to make idle conversation.
Akira's jaw dropped.
"Are you serious? Me? Friends with that icy tsundere? Sorry, I don't hang out with the unpopular. Not to be mean," She clarified.
"Tsundere? She seemed a little cold. I bet if someone spent time with her more she'd open up." I explained my theory, to no avail.
"Don't waste your time," Akira advised. She had hot pink hair and orange eyes. She examined her painted nails closely. Great.
Suddenly, a ferocious roar blasted my ear drums.
"Someone could be in trouble!" I yelled, before sprinting in dangers direction.

I was right; Minami held her bloody arm, trying to prevent blood loss. A Feraligatr stood over her, her small Pichu lay against a tree, exhausted.
She spotted me: "Get out of here!" She yelled, eyes blazing. She leapt upwards, releasing her wounded arm from a poor grip. She spun her shiny styler around three times before finally releasing it as well. That built up power and speed. The Ferlaigatr ended up confused by it. Minami landed badly, slipping on the muddy ground beneath.
"Minami!" I yelled to her. I considered her my friend, after meeting her only ten minutes before. The blue pokemon raised a clawed hand, preparing to strike her. I ran towards her, scooping up her limp body, narrowly avoiding the water-types claws. I sweatdropped. Minami lay unconcious. A senior ranger, Hinata, arrived at the scene, calming the fully evolved starter.
"Get her to the Infirmary. First building, second corridor," Hinata told me after praising my heroics. I nodded.

Minami. This girl seemed trouble, somehow.